Bootin' Up, Pt. 2 ft. Rachii & 93Meexhie Lyrics

Ayy, this Hoss mane

I'm with my brother, and my uncle, Strap up

Ayy, niggas whipping up in Spanish Pyrex

You know what it is, nigga, check your timex

Opposition booting up, I got on high tech

Homie pouring up and it's that Hitek

Ayy, migo whipping up in Spanish Pyrex

I am from the streets, they full of violence

Alley oop, the dope it's perfect timing

If you booting up, I got on high tech

You booting, I'm booting

I'm winning, you losing

We shooting, you moving

Gun long as a dually

Big Pump, or Lil' Uzi

Get wet up, jacuzzi

I'm up and you snoozing

We living life like a movie

Accumulate a Frank White check

At Tuxedo with the high tech

Rough and rugged like high tech

Diamond ghost around my neck

I care less about your whip gang

Adolph with the nickname

Alley oop, in the big game

In the game good, and the bitch came

We still whipping, we the real hustlers

Swayze that and y'all ghostbusters

Cross once, then it's still fuck ya

So faithful to my real customers

You booting, I'm booting

Unc shooting, I'm shooting

400 like Juvie

Tim Allen with toolies nigga

Niggas whipping up in Spanish Pyrex

You know what it is nigga, check your timing

Opposition booting up, I got on high techs

Homie pouring up and it's that HiTek

Nigga whipping up in Spanish Pyrex

I am from the streets, they full of violence

Alley oop the dope it's perfect timing

If you bootin' up, I got on high tech

Let me suit up and boot up

I was young when I grew up

Sellin' dubs till I moved up

Found a plug, then I blew up

I had to get it out the mud, I ain't know no other way

Addicted to money, I fell in love with catchin' plays

Bitch, I'm a buddy, these niggas back was nine days

All of a sudden, everybody gettin' paid

Gone, takin' out with that cap, probably kept me in a trap

Tryna take me a nap, hit my flip, I think the iPhone tap

My Migos shippin', everything gettin' wrapped

You niggas be slippin', that's why you niggas gettin' lapped

A lot of niggas stitchin' to that shit, I can't adapt

Been tryna kick it, I'ma deal it to the trap

Nigga, you hoopin', I'm hoopin

That mean you shootin', I'm shootin' shit

In the kitchen, we coolin' with more straps than Call of Duty Cuh

Niggas whippin' up in Spanish Pyrex

You know what it is, nigga, check your Timex

Opposition bootin' up, I got on high tech

Homie pourin' up and it's that high tech

Ayy, Migo whippin' up in Spanish Pyrex

I am from the streets, they full of violence

Alley oop, the dope it's perfect timing

If you bootin' up, I got on high tech